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Chapter 127 Temporary appearance!

The next day.

The morning of June [-].

The students of the graduating class of the whole school, dressed in their bachelor's uniforms, gathered in the auditorium holding their graduation certificates.

Finally came to this day.

After today, I will officially bid farewell to the university.

Zhang Wenyuan, as the Communist Youth League secretary, had to assist the student union in handling the work of the venue, while Hong Feizhi, as the class monitor, had to speak on stage on behalf of their HR 11-2 class.

So there was only one boy, Li Zhifan, sitting among all the girls in the class, but because everyone was wearing the same clothes, he couldn't be distinguished at first glance.

Suddenly, the homeroom teacher Fang Xiaoliang hurried towards this side, and after looking in the crowd for a long time, he found Li Zhifan.

"Zhifan, come out with me!"

"What's the matter? Teacher Fang!" Li Zhifan stood up.

"Let's talk backstage!"

After Fang Xiaoliang finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

Li Zhifan followed up inexplicably, his eyelids twitched subconsciously, as if he expected something bad to happen.

Come backstage.

Fang Xiaoliang took Li Zhifan directly to a rest room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Hong Feizhi huddled on the chair, clutching his stomach, his face was abnormal, his lips were pale, and there were beads of sweat on his cheeks and forehead.

"what happened?"

Li Zhifan stepped forward in surprise, and supported Hong Feizhi, "Are you okay?"

"I, my stomach hurts badly. I'm afraid... I won't be able to go on stage today. You... help me!"

Hong Feizhi said with difficulty while gasping for breath.

"I'll help you?"

Li Zhifan hurriedly said, "Then I'll take you to the hospital! Quick, I'll carry you!"

"no……"

Hong Feizhi waved his hand, "Hiss...that's not what it means, you help me, help me speak on stage, this is my speech, you, you can say as much as you can!"

what?
Li Zhifan was dumbfounded, so he asked himself to come here for this?
He waved his hands again and again: "How can this be done? You have been preparing for so long, and the time is coming soon."

"I can't... I can't get on the stage. Help me, as long as I don't talk nonsense, you sang... that youthful poem the day before yesterday. The lyrics are very good. You can't read the lyrics again!"

"I, this, I really can't do it..."

Li Zhifan turned his head, and Fang Xiaoliang said, "Teacher Fang, why don't you change one? Let Zhang Wenyuan, Shao Jiajia, or Qiao Liyu go instead!"

"That's too late!"

Fang Xiaoliang just finished a phone call, "Everyone is not ready now. In fact, everyone is the same, but since Feizhi trusts you, I respect his suggestion. Besides, you have stage experience. Go up and say a few words. Don't be nervous. no problem!"

"But……"

"The school doctor will be here soon. I called an ambulance just now. There won't be a long delay. Hurry up and read the manuscript, and count as much as you can remember. There are still four or 10 minutes before you take the stage. Come on!"

"Mr. Fang..."

Before Li Zhifan finished speaking, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

The first to walk in was the school doctor Dr. Zhao, followed by the vice principal Chang Yiqing.

Both of them looked anxious, Dr. Zhao asked while touching Hong Feizhi's stomach, "Does it hurt?...Does it hurt here?...What about here?"

Hong Feizhi sometimes shook his head, sometimes nodded, and sometimes grinned his teeth in pain, unable to speak.

Chang Yiqing asked anxiously: "How is it? Old Zhao, what's wrong with him?"

"It could be appendicitis, or it could be acute gastroenteritis!"

Doctor Zhao looked solemn, "I have to send him to the hospital quickly, I'm afraid something will happen if it's too late."

"I've already called an ambulance, and now I'm carrying him to the school gate, and I'm going to trouble Principal Chang!"

Fang Xiaoliang patted Li Zhifan's shoulder again, and said to Chang Yiqing, "He spoke for Hong Feizhi..."

"Okay, needless to say, hurry up and take the students, I will take charge here." Chang Yiqing waved his hand and said.

"En!" Fang Xiaoliang immediately carried Hong Feizhi on his back, Dr. Zhao helped him from the side, and they left the lounge together.

Chang Yiqing sent the three of them away, walked in and looked at Li Zhifan: "Zhifan, you have to work hard today, I'll tell the front, temporarily change it to your name, don't be nervous when the time comes."

"I see!"

Li Zhifan nodded.

After Chang Yiqing left, he stayed alone in the lounge.

Holding the manuscript that Hong Feizhi stuffed him in his hand, he was so upset that he couldn't read a single word.

"Boom!"

The door suddenly rang three times, and then it was pushed open from the outside.

"Mom? Why are you here?"

It was my mother who came, Li Zhifan immediately stood up and asked.

"Vice-principal Chang said that you are going to take the stage temporarily? How are you preparing?" At this time, my mother did not look like the serious teacher in the usual school at all, and her eyes still showed motherly concern.

"I……"

How can it be?
I don't have the superpower of photographic memory, so now I can't remember a single word!
But I can't tell my mother about this, or she must be worried.

He smiled immediately: "No problem, I'm almost ready!"

My mother frowned, and said: "Don't be nervous, I will be in the audience later, and if you are familiar with the manuscript, then... I won't bother you, come on!"

"Okay, let's go!"

After sending his mother away, Li Zhifan sat slumped on a chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked down at the manuscript.

"Graduation is like a big full stop. From then on, we bid farewell to a period of innocent youth, a period of youthful and frivolous years, and an era full of fantasy..."

"Boom!"

Just after reading two sentences, the door rang again.

This time it was Chang Yiqing who came in.

As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Zhifan, some school leaders have studied it just now, and they can activate the teleprompter in front of the stage for you. Come with me and type up the content of the manuscript now!"

"Is there such a good thing?!"

Li Zhifan breathed a sigh of relief, why didn't he say it earlier because he had a teleprompter, which made him nervous and worried for a long time.

Following Chang Yiqing to the room on the second floor that controls the stage lighting, there are two janitors inside. Seeing them coming in, he immediately got up and said, "Hi, Principal Chang!"

Chang Yiqing said: "When Zhifan comes on stage later, turn on the teleprompter for him, and let him type the draft on the computer now."

"it is good!"

A janitor immediately vacated his seat.

Li Zhifan thanked him, sat down and started typing.

The full text is about [-] words, and it is definitely unrealistic to type all of them. Li Zhifan deleted several paragraphs of Che Gulu's words and condensed the most essential parts, leaving only about [-] to [-] words.

But it's definitely not going to be that short, and he always feels like he's missing something.

I closed my eyes and meditated for about 10 minutes, then picked up the manuscript on the table and took a look, but still couldn't find the reason.

Suddenly, he remembered the lyrics that Wang Banbi posted last night, quickly took out his phone, and clicked on the photo album.

After opening the picture and looking at it, Li Zhifan smiled instantly, calmed down, raised his hand and typed the lyrics on the computer.

　Thanks to Shuihongshui and henhen for their rewards!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)